Yesterday, I needed to prove to myself that I’m not as out of shape as I think I am and alternatively, that two years back I was not the ubermench my nostalgia tricks me into thinking I was. To do that I decided I would attempt my old “Agony Run” in reverse (SE 20th to 60th and back via Salmon, Belmont, and Stark). Even though I experienced about 120% agony during my run yesterday, I figure that, in comparison to my true “Agony Run” that starts at 60th, yesterday’s was not of equal difficulty since, by starting at 20th, the first half of the run was uphill, as opposed to the actual version where the uphill portion happens during the second half.
One good thing, for which I must credit my job, is that, provided I’m caught up with work and I have enough vacation time in reserve, I can take off days to replenish my morale. In grad school I will not be so fortunate.
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True. If you’re like me, in grad school you’ll likely spend whatever spare time you have drinking liquor.
Liquor is the only salve for the wounds that grad school inflicts. That and hysterical laughing fits.